Saturday, October 01, 2011

Weber State University Game Day Thread: WSU v. EWU - Updated

We think it's fair to speculate that winless defending national champion EWU will be taking the field this afternoon with serious blood in their eyesThe WSU Wildcats are back on the road for the second straight week, where they'll be butting heads this afternoon with Big Sky Conference rival Eastern Washington University at Cheney, Washington's ghastly red-turfed Roos Field, at 1:30 p.m. (MT). Yikes!:

Roos Field, Cheney, WA

In addition to the league rivalry, EWU is also the FCS defending national champion, although they've suffered some hard times this year, coming into today's game with a winless 0-4 record. Since another EWU loss would mathematically eliminate EWU from the 2011 playoffs, we think it's fair to speculate that they'll be taking the field this afternoon with blood in their eyes, hoping to put a dent in the Wildcats' perfect 2-0 conference record (and to keep their own playoff hopes alive.)

Just to set the stage with a little pre-game hype, WSU fans can sink their teeth into this week's two Standard-Examiner stories:

WSU's not the only school, by the way, to have been handed their hat by a team from the State of Washington. This morning's Standard also carries the story yesterday's Utah v. Washington debacle, where the U of W cruised to an easy 31-14 victory over the locally vaunted U of U, due to an ugly series of University of Utah miscues (five turnovers). The headline says it all:

Well, Rudi, if I lived in Ireland that might bother me. But I don't. I live in Utah. And here, I'll take what I can get.

Besides, it's a restaurant, not a bar [as they will inform you sadness in their voices if you try to order a drink without food]. And some of the food's not bad. [Offering steamed mussels daily counts for a lot with me, far from a salt coast as I am, especially when they're on special. Of course, some demented person in the kitchen there thinks Russian dressing belongs on a corned beef sandwich instead of brown mustard like god intended. But if you speak politely --- but firmly --- you can stop the sacrilege when you order.]

Finally, Rudi, there's what would be a nice bar to sit at running down the length of the place, close to the shuffleboard table [another point in their favor, that], except for the moronic Zion Curtain wall about ten inches from your nose when you sit at it, behind which the bartender makes the drinks to be passed to waitstaff out a window at the end to be served to you from behind. Gotta tell ya, I have a soft spot in my heart for restaurant /pubs whose ability to make it is crippled by our Legislators' pious inanity. Kind of like to patronize such places, within reason. Consider it a minor "take that!" to the Holy Rollers in the House and Senate in Salt Lake City.

Besides, this Brooklyn boy holds it as a basic tenet of his heritage that there's no bad place to drink.